Six weeks...and only 34 to go. So far I have to admit I have been blessed. The morning sickness is nagging but not too disruptive or debilitating. Honestly the worst symptom so far is the fatigue, which would not be as bad if I could get a good nights sleep, but perhaps that is just good preparation for motherhood.
Willy has been wonderful. He has hawk-eyed nearly everything I have put in my mouth. The cutest thing was one evening when he spun a can of beef soup around to read the label to ensure it was healthy enough for me to consume.
Another sweet moment happened this weekend at Wendy's. I had worked that morning and Willy was still in bed so I simply slipped out the door without telling him goodbye so that he could continue sleeping. That afternoon over lunch he told me "that is going to stop; you need to come in and kiss me goodbye."
Now he wasn't mean about it--it was actually touching and I started crying in the middle of Wendy's and then his eyes started to tear up because he hadn't mean to upset me. He apologized profusely and I told him, "I am not upset---it is just so sweet!"
Right now there is not a lot to report on---we are looking at baby names and beginning to start the Herculean task of cleaning and organizing the house. Our first prenatal appointment is July 7th and so I am sure things will seem a bit more real because right now it seems like a dream---a good one, though!!!
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